Now get on with it, show daddy you are a good girl he said and placed the hands on my shoulder, he was pressing me down while I was sucking him, he co...ld hear me reacting to the pain every time he pressed me down, and the more I tried to tell him it was to big for me, the more he pushed.Remember one thing baby daddy said, it has to hurt before it does good, daddy assured me that I would at some point get to love it, all I knew right now, I couldn`t hardly concentrate on sucking daddy`s cock for. She opened the door to the bathroom and immediately grabbed at my still naked body. She scratched and pulled until she’d gotten hold of my hair and in one move flipped me around. She punched me in my arms speaking to me as if I was a child being punished.“You want to be bad? I’ll show you bad.” She stopped punching me and grabbed my arms, securing them so I couldn’t fight back. She pulled me over to the bathtub and forced me over the side.“I think you deserve a spanking, you little slut.”She. Bill began to bump and grind away. Because he nearly came while getting his asshole reamed by Marion, it did not take long for him to shoot his load into his wife's wet, hot box. He pumped and pumped and pumped, until he was exhausted. He then collapsed on the bed, and Diane rolled over onto her back, and reached down to pinch her pussy lips closed, thereby trapping all of Bill's cum in her pussy.With one hand holding her puss closed, Debbie walked over to Marion and used her free hand to untie. What if your love was rekindled. What if she just needed to feel your love like I did?Always my fantasies wind up in a dark spot. Leaving me aching and wanting you near. Hear you say all the lovely words that I want to hear. But I can’t. We can’t. There are bigger issues and I cannot possibly be that selfish. But a girl can dream.And dream I do. Story after story can pour out of me. Thoughts constantly racing. New places, same people. Same indescribable feelings pouring to the surface. Our.